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#onedirection #liampayneedit #liampaynerp #liampaynesmut #liampaynevideo

They grew up so fast wth!😭 • • • • • #onedirection #liampayneedit #liampaynerp #liampaynesmut #liampaynevideo

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🚨 NEW MUSIC ALERT! 🚨

NEW song by Jonas Blue, Liam Payne & Lennon Stella called

🚨 NEW MUSIC ALERT! 🚨 NEW song by Jonas Blue, Liam Payne & Lennon Stella called "Polaroid" out now! Like if you were one of the first to hear it!

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@nickiminaj or @iamcardib ?

@nickiminaj or @iamcardib ?

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I LOVE HIM 😭🤤

I LOVE HIM 😭🤤

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legends only 🙌

legends only 🙌

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wow 😍🤧 i cant 💊🤑

wow 😍🤧 i cant 💊🤑

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I’m sorry I haven’t been posting here I’ve just been really busy with school!! •
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#liampayne #onedirection #liampayneimagine #liampaynerp #liampayneedit #liampaynevideo #liampaynesmut

I’m sorry I haven’t been posting here I’ve just been really busy with school!! • • • • • #liampayne #onedirection #liampayneimagine #liampaynerp #liampayneedit #liampaynevideo #liampaynesmut

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Where can I sign up for this class? 🤔 🔁 @liampayne

Where can I sign up for this class? 🤔 🔁 @liampayne

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The Artist // Part 3
After a peaceful lunch, I drive back to my apartment.
The drive more liberating, and stress free after the conversation I had with my parents.
I think back to my relationship with my ex, and instead of thinking about where I went wrong, I thought about that fateful day that I pushed in the back of my mind.
~Flashback~
It was a bright summer day in August. I was waiting around for my boyfriend to come pick me up from the local library.
After 40 minutes, I decided to walk to the nearest bus station, grabbing a few coins from my purse to pay my bus fare.
About 10 minutes later, the bus arrives in front of me, openings it doors, the cold air from the air condition hitting my face like an ocean breeze.
I enter in between the doors, dropping my money into the slot, and finding a seat at the back of the bus.
I sit down, taking my headphones out, sticking it into my iPhone, and clicking a recently made playlist.
The soft melody of Alina Baraz’s voice plays through my speakers, placing me in a trance that no other artist has ever done before.
Her lyrics are unique, different; her music a languid, soulful downtempo that quickens my pulses.
‘If I colour, you with all my thoughts,
would you lose your, phase of being lost...”
She coos her comeons in a silky whisper that is both sultry and strangely innocent.
The bus arrives at my stop.
I get off, continuing to listen to Baraz’s sighs in ‘Fantasy.’
I open the door to my apartment, not prepared to hear strange clatter in my kitchen.
I walk towards it, stopping dead in my tracks when I see my boyfriend, Jake, thrusting his dick into someone else’s mouth.
The girl is on her knees, her eyes closed.
Jake’s back is towards me, not realizing that someone has intruded on their brief love affair.
I clear my throat, Jake’s moans over power me.
I roll my eyes, having enough of their shit.
I walk to my cupboard, opening the door, before taking out a huge pan.
I drop it on floor, the girl shrieking while Jake curses.
He turns, eyes ablaze, until they set themselves upon me.
They soften slightly, before he’s quick to pull his pants off, and forcing the girl to leave MY house.
He walks back guiltily. [COMMENTS]

The Artist // Part 3 After a peaceful lunch, I drive back to my apartment. The drive more liberating, and stress free after the conversation I had with my parents. I think back to my relationship with my ex, and instead of thinking about where I went wrong, I thought about that fateful day that I pushed in the back of my mind. ~Flashback~ It was a bright summer day in August. I was waiting around for my boyfriend to come pick me up from the local library. After 40 minutes, I decided to walk to the nearest bus station, grabbing a few coins from my purse to pay my bus fare. About 10 minutes later, the bus arrives in front of me, openings it doors, the cold air from the air condition hitting my face like an ocean breeze. I enter in between the doors, dropping my money into the slot, and finding a seat at the back of the bus. I sit down, taking my headphones out, sticking it into my iPhone, and clicking a recently made playlist. The soft melody of Alina Baraz’s voice plays through my speakers, placing me in a trance that no other artist has ever done before. Her lyrics are unique, different; her music a languid, soulful downtempo that quickens my pulses. ‘If I colour, you with all my thoughts, would you lose your, phase of being lost...” She coos her comeons in a silky whisper that is both sultry and strangely innocent. The bus arrives at my stop. I get off, continuing to listen to Baraz’s sighs in ‘Fantasy.’ I open the door to my apartment, not prepared to hear strange clatter in my kitchen. I walk towards it, stopping dead in my tracks when I see my boyfriend, Jake, thrusting his dick into someone else’s mouth. The girl is on her knees, her eyes closed. Jake’s back is towards me, not realizing that someone has intruded on their brief love affair. I clear my throat, Jake’s moans over power me. I roll my eyes, having enough of their shit. I walk to my cupboard, opening the door, before taking out a huge pan. I drop it on floor, the girl shrieking while Jake curses. He turns, eyes ablaze, until they set themselves upon me. They soften slightly, before he’s quick to pull his pants off, and forcing the girl to leave MY house. He walks back guiltily. [COMMENTS]

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The Artist // Part 2
The drive to my parents’ house is always a stressful and overthinking experience. This is the first time I’m visiting without my ex, and I still haven’t told my parents yet.
I can see their faces now.
Confused.
Shocked.
Sad.
Mostly from my mom.
I can picture my mom’s emotional and distraught face now.
The thing with my parents is that they give their all to my current boyfriends.
They treat them as their own.
Make sure they are welcomed.
And then they turn sad and depressed when I mention about my single status.
It’s a good quality my parents’ possess, however, its heartbreaking seeing their faces when I tell them the sad news about my broken relationships.
Perhaps I’ll be a nun.
‘No,” my conscience shrieks at me. ‘You need to experience a dick.’
‘Yeah, yeah, yeah,’ I say to myself, mentally rolling my eyes.
I turn on my parent’s street, driving down a few houses before putting my indicator on, turning left into my childhood home.
I park my car, turning off the ignition, sitting silently, contemplating the ever tragic reaction my parents are going to have after finding out about my single status.
Unable to bear the heat, I get out of my car, making sure to lock it with a click of a button.
I proceed toward the front porch, flowers and leaves brushes against my legs as I walk past.
Oh God, so many outdoor plants.
‘Meh,’ my conscience snickers. ‘They’ll die in two days time.”
I snort to myself.
I ring the doorbell.
I wait a few seconds before the door bursts open, my mom pulling me in tight hug before I can even walk through the door.
“Hi Mom,” I say breathily. She’s squeezing me so tight, blocking my air passage.
“Oh dear,” my mom mumbles. “It’s been so long.”
“[Y/M/N],” I can hear my Dad laughing loudly. “Put her down, you’ll suffocate her.”
Mom let’s go, my lungs filling up with air that it was deprived of moments before.
“I was just saying ‘hi,’” my Mom huffs.
“Uh huh,” my Dad rolls his eyes, placing a quick kiss on my Mom’s cheek.
“Hi Dad,” I say, hugging him briefly.
“Hi Pud,” he smiles.
He always called me Pud as a child. The nickname was just too cute, I didn’t have the heart to tell him to stop. [COMMENTS] #tawwhd

The Artist // Part 2 The drive to my parents’ house is always a stressful and overthinking experience. This is the first time I’m visiting without my ex, and I still haven’t told my parents yet. I can see their faces now. Confused. Shocked. Sad. Mostly from my mom. I can picture my mom’s emotional and distraught face now. The thing with my parents is that they give their all to my current boyfriends. They treat them as their own. Make sure they are welcomed. And then they turn sad and depressed when I mention about my single status. It’s a good quality my parents’ possess, however, its heartbreaking seeing their faces when I tell them the sad news about my broken relationships. Perhaps I’ll be a nun. ‘No,” my conscience shrieks at me. ‘You need to experience a dick.’ ‘Yeah, yeah, yeah,’ I say to myself, mentally rolling my eyes. I turn on my parent’s street, driving down a few houses before putting my indicator on, turning left into my childhood home. I park my car, turning off the ignition, sitting silently, contemplating the ever tragic reaction my parents are going to have after finding out about my single status. Unable to bear the heat, I get out of my car, making sure to lock it with a click of a button. I proceed toward the front porch, flowers and leaves brushes against my legs as I walk past. Oh God, so many outdoor plants. ‘Meh,’ my conscience snickers. ‘They’ll die in two days time.” I snort to myself. I ring the doorbell. I wait a few seconds before the door bursts open, my mom pulling me in tight hug before I can even walk through the door. “Hi Mom,” I say breathily. She’s squeezing me so tight, blocking my air passage. “Oh dear,” my mom mumbles. “It’s been so long.” “[Y/M/N],” I can hear my Dad laughing loudly. “Put her down, you’ll suffocate her.” Mom let’s go, my lungs filling up with air that it was deprived of moments before. “I was just saying ‘hi,’” my Mom huffs. “Uh huh,” my Dad rolls his eyes, placing a quick kiss on my Mom’s cheek. “Hi Dad,” I say, hugging him briefly. “Hi Pud,” he smiles. He always called me Pud as a child. The nickname was just too cute, I didn’t have the heart to tell him to stop. [COMMENTS] #tawwhd

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FAV BAND,FAV BOYS.LOVE YOU TOO.WİSH TO COME BACK TOGETHER.WE (DİRECTİONERS) NEVER MİSS YOU.YOU ARE ALWAYS ON OUR HEART,WE MİSS U SO MUCH.WE WİLL NEVER FORGET YOU.🎂🎂🎁

FAV BAND,FAV BOYS.LOVE YOU TOO.WİSH TO COME BACK TOGETHER.WE (DİRECTİONERS) NEVER MİSS YOU.YOU ARE ALWAYS ON OUR HEART,WE MİSS U SO MUCH.WE WİLL NEVER FORGET YOU.🎂🎂🎁

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İ take it from my friend she know.İ am so bored...

İ take it from my friend she know.İ am so bored...

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Love u bae @cherylofficial and celebrate ur birthday again.

Love u bae @cherylofficial and celebrate ur birthday again.

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I love edits 😍 Comment

I love edits 😍 Comment "liam payne / liam" latter by latter 💕

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The Artist // Part 1
“You do know that you have to clean up the fallen sugar, right?” I turn towards the voice, my manager looming over my hunched frame.
I stand up, dusting the excess sugar off my apron. “I’m aware,” I mumble, putting the sugar packet and the container labeled ‘SUGAR’ on the counter.
“Just clean it up,” my manager growls, turning away and locking himself in his office for the next few hours.
He probably doesn’t do anything but stare at the wall, and wonder why he’s managing a bakery. I’ve never seen him try the sweets and breads and desserts we make. Just grumbles that we need to hurry up and serve the customers.
I roll my eyes. Pitiful excuse of a human being.
“One of these days that man’s going to explode.” I turn towards the kitchen entrance, my best friend Clara staring at me with a smile.
“You’re telling me,” I mumble.
“How are you [Y/N],” she asks softly.
Besides the obvious? The obvious being my ex-boyfriend dumped me for another girl? Outright revengeful…
“I’m fine.” A practiced, rehearsed lie.
It is the same as always.
Clara enters the bakery.
She asks me how I am.
I sell her my fake happiness.
She gets off my back.
“Bullshit,” she mumbles. And stupid me, forgets that she is in fact my best friend for a reason.
“I can’t imagine what I’d do if I see his face,” I mumble back, propping myself on the counter.
“You and me both sister,” she says, following my position, resting her head against my shoulder. “He’s a dumbbell.”
I chuckle slightly, thankful that my best friend is with me through it all.
“He can’t even lift a dumbbell.” We stare at each other, before we burst out laughing.
“Have you decided about that photoshoot offer,” Clara asks after some time.
I think about that offer. It’s not every day you’re approached by the richest businessman to photograph a few shots for his upcoming magazine appearance.
“No.”
“Why not,” Clara sighs.
“I don’t even have any experience,” I make up. I have a lot of experience. Not professionally, but I have trained with many, plus, I managed to do a few photoshoots. Of course, they’ve never been serious, just a few strangers fooling around. [Comments]

The Artist // Part 1 “You do know that you have to clean up the fallen sugar, right?” I turn towards the voice, my manager looming over my hunched frame. I stand up, dusting the excess sugar off my apron. “I’m aware,” I mumble, putting the sugar packet and the container labeled ‘SUGAR’ on the counter. “Just clean it up,” my manager growls, turning away and locking himself in his office for the next few hours. He probably doesn’t do anything but stare at the wall, and wonder why he’s managing a bakery. I’ve never seen him try the sweets and breads and desserts we make. Just grumbles that we need to hurry up and serve the customers. I roll my eyes. Pitiful excuse of a human being. “One of these days that man’s going to explode.” I turn towards the kitchen entrance, my best friend Clara staring at me with a smile. “You’re telling me,” I mumble. “How are you [Y/N],” she asks softly. Besides the obvious? The obvious being my ex-boyfriend dumped me for another girl? Outright revengeful… “I’m fine.” A practiced, rehearsed lie. It is the same as always. Clara enters the bakery. She asks me how I am. I sell her my fake happiness. She gets off my back. “Bullshit,” she mumbles. And stupid me, forgets that she is in fact my best friend for a reason. “I can’t imagine what I’d do if I see his face,” I mumble back, propping myself on the counter. “You and me both sister,” she says, following my position, resting her head against my shoulder. “He’s a dumbbell.” I chuckle slightly, thankful that my best friend is with me through it all. “He can’t even lift a dumbbell.” We stare at each other, before we burst out laughing. “Have you decided about that photoshoot offer,” Clara asks after some time. I think about that offer. It’s not every day you’re approached by the richest businessman to photograph a few shots for his upcoming magazine appearance. “No.” “Why not,” Clara sighs. “I don’t even have any experience,” I make up. I have a lot of experience. Not professionally, but I have trained with many, plus, I managed to do a few photoshoots. Of course, they’ve never been serious, just a few strangers fooling around. [Comments]

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[Y/N]. Epilogue.
Robin’s POV
The time after finding out about [Y/N]’s death has been the hardest. Harry and I broke up not long after finding out the truth. I remember hearing his sobs in our shared place, sends shivers down my spine each time I think about it. Looking back on our relationship, we were basically just friends that occasionally had sex. I guess part of us subconsciously wanted each other because that was the only thing that connected us with [Y/N].
Where is Harry you ask?
I don’t know.
After finding out about [Y/N]’s death, and the DVDs of her time at the hospital and the funeral, he vanished when we returned home.
I went to sleep, and the next day he was nowhere to be seen.
It’s been three years since then, and finding out that someone who cared so much about me, while I didn’t even give a damn once upon a time, is gone forever and I never got the opportunity to apologize for everything.
But that’s the funny thing about life.
Sometimes you don’t get second chances.
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#harrystyles #harrystylessmut #harrystylesimagine #harrystylesimagines #onedirectionimagine #onedirectionimagines #onedirectionsmut #1dimagine #1dimagines #1dsmut #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneimagine #liampayneimagines #niallhoran #niallhoransmut #niallhoranimagine #niallhoranimagines #louistomlinson #louistomlinsonsmut #louistomlinsonimagine #louistomlinsonimagines

[Y/N]. Epilogue. Robin’s POV The time after finding out about [Y/N]’s death has been the hardest. Harry and I broke up not long after finding out the truth. I remember hearing his sobs in our shared place, sends shivers down my spine each time I think about it. Looking back on our relationship, we were basically just friends that occasionally had sex. I guess part of us subconsciously wanted each other because that was the only thing that connected us with [Y/N]. Where is Harry you ask? I don’t know. After finding out about [Y/N]’s death, and the DVDs of her time at the hospital and the funeral, he vanished when we returned home. I went to sleep, and the next day he was nowhere to be seen. It’s been three years since then, and finding out that someone who cared so much about me, while I didn’t even give a damn once upon a time, is gone forever and I never got the opportunity to apologize for everything. But that’s the funny thing about life. Sometimes you don’t get second chances. ø #harrystyles #harrystylessmut #harrystylesimagine #harrystylesimagines #onedirectionimagine #onedirectionimagines #onedirectionsmut #1dimagine #1dimagines #1dsmut #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneimagine #liampayneimagines #niallhoran #niallhoransmut #niallhoranimagine #niallhoranimagines #louistomlinson #louistomlinsonsmut #louistomlinsonimagine #louistomlinsonimagines

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Sen şakasınnn @liampayne  biye bu kadar coolsun #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneedit #liampaynefunny #liampayneimagine

Sen şakasınnn @liampayne biye bu kadar coolsun #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneedit #liampaynefunny #liampayneimagine

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Fanişkolar get low için adını bilmediğim şeyleri dağıtırken

Fanişkolar get low için adını bilmediğim şeyleri dağıtırken "ROMA'DA" #getlow #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneedit #liampaynefunny #liampayneimagine

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Liağmmm seviyoğğm seniğğğğğ ben bu resmi daha yeniii gördüğüm için yeni paylaşıyorum jsjdjdjdjjd @liampayne #liampayneedit #liampayneedit #liampaynesmut #liampaynefunny #liampayneimagine

Liağmmm seviyoğğm seniğğğğğ ben bu resmi daha yeniii gördüğüm için yeni paylaşıyorum jsjdjdjdjjd @liampayne #liampayneedit #liampayneedit #liampaynesmut #liampaynefunny #liampayneimagine

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Şöyle şeyleri görünce aklıma 1d ve konseleri geliyo ya off #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneedit

Şöyle şeyleri görünce aklıma 1d ve konseleri geliyo ya off #liampayne #liampaynesmut #liampayneedit

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Bu tatlılık nerden geliyo be gülüm 😍💙🌹 @liampayne #liampayne #liampayneedit #liampaynesmut #liampayneimagine #liampayne

Bu tatlılık nerden geliyo be gülüm 😍💙🌹 @liampayne #liampayne #liampayneedit #liampaynesmut #liampayneimagine #liampayne

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I think I'll continue posting memes until I get a new phone be this phone is completely fucked up

I think I'll continue posting memes until I get a new phone be this phone is completely fucked up

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i'm so inactive!!! 🐶

i'm so inactive!!! 🐶

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